The old monk's question seemed polite, but in fact it had an aggressive meaning. It seemed that it would not work without answering.

Gao Zhengyang was a little funny: "Who are you?"

The old monk frowned unhappily. The other party killed his disciple and dared to be so arrogant. He was about to get angry, but Gao Zhengyang's deep eyes swept away. He seemed to suddenly fall into the abyss. His anger disappeared in an instant, leaving only a heart full of fear.

He even instinctively answered Gao Zhengyang's question: "I am a monk, Bai Xiang, Huanxi, the Dharma King of the Sect."

Gao Zhengyang pointed to the unconscious woman on the ground and asked, "Do you know her?"

The old monk Bai Xiang was about to answer, but his eyes swept over the woman, but he was shocked and suddenly woke up. He was shocked and ashamed. He was not aware of it for a momentum just now, but he was instinctively obeyed the other party's momentum.

He glared at Gao Zhengyang angrily: "You are the Wukong from Dongshenzhou, aren't you?"

Gao Zhengyang smiled: "So what?"

Bai Xiang's face slowly turned red, as if the blood in her body was about to emerge from her skin. He said in a deep voice: "The holy monk Xuanzang traveled east to spread the Dharma and established a Dharma gate. Although it was a billion miles away, we sent the same sect and the same origin. You came from afar, and I should treat you with courtesy, but you killed the true disciples of my sect, but you wanted to give me an explanation?"

Gao Zhengyang corrected: "It's your disciple who wants to kill me, you have to figure out the cause and effect."

"But the result is that my true disciple of the monk died. You are safe and sound."

Bai Xiang said: "I think you are a guest, I will give you two choices. First, go to Huanxi Sect to apologize and get forgiveness. Second, I will take you to the main hall and ask the precepts court to judge your crime."

Gao Zhengyang touched his bare chin and made a meditative look: "It doesn't sound like a good choice."

"If you insist on not following, I will be polite."

Bai Xiang formed a wisdom fist seal with his hands, and his aura suddenly surged. He naturally knew that Gao Zhengyang was very powerful, but he had the most treasured king of Huanxi Sect in his hand. As long as he was in the territory of Huanxi Sect, he would not be afraid even if he encountered a holy level.

Although Gao Zhengyang's aura is deep and unpredictable, his soul is pure and lively, and he is no more than forty years old at most. He is already a peerless genius who can achieve a level nine. The White Elephant Dharma King thought that he could definitely capture the opponent with his magic weapon in his hand.

"I have been in West Florida for a few days and have not seen your martial arts yet."

Gao Zhengyang waved and said, "Let me learn about the unique skills of Huanxi Sect."

"Ignorance, let you see the authentic supreme secret method of Buddhism!"

The white elephant shouted loudly and directly triggered the wisdom boxing seal. This Mingwang Dharma Seal move is simple, and the real mystery lies in the infinite changes in the will of the gods.

He punched Gao Zhengyang directly in his chest, and he breathed in hundreds of acupoints in his body to activate his vitality, stimulating a huge projection of martial souls: a Mingwang Dharma image about a meter high.

The Mingwang Dharma Image floating behind Bai Xiang, sitting cross-legged in the air, and formed the Mingwang Dharma Seal with his hands. The endless vitality gathered on the Mingwang Dharma Seal and then transformed into the pure power of the Mingwang Dharma Seal and released from the Bai Xiang Fist Seal.

Although there are many schools of Buddhism and its martial arts are ever-changing, its roots all come from one place. From the highest level of martial arts, there are only a few core principles.

Gao Zhengyang fought with the powerful people from the Western General Hall at the Buddha's Birthday Ceremony. Luohu and others all had the highest cultivation level. From the perspective of martial arts, they were far superior to this white elephant.

A simple horizontal comparison shows that Bai Xiang can barely rank in the top 100 on the Tianlist of Dongshenzhou. However, he has a magical weapon, and although his martial arts are a little less powerful, his strength is endless.

Although a wisdom boxing seal does not have the power of wisdom that directly points to the human heart, it is better than the vastness of vitality. It can even be condensed into a Dharma image by just projecting the martial soul. This is a bit amazing!

It is very common for a ninth-level strongman to release his martial soul to condense his strength. However, the martial soul is hidden deep in the divine palace, and can condense the vital energy and transform into a Dharma image with just a slight projection. Gao Zhengyang has never seen it in Dongshenzhou. He always feels that the power of the white elephant's spiritual consciousness is also extremely powerful and very refuted.

Normally, mages pay more attention to spiritual consciousness. But the magician's spiritual consciousness must be pure. Because the spiritual consciousness is mixed, it is impossible to control the vital energy in a subtle way. However, warriors can control the vital energy through their bodies and martial souls by using the simplest physical movements and cultivation methods.

From this point of view, the mage is indeed at a higher level than the warrior. Lu Jiuyuan's dual cultivation of martial arts and martial arts is really amazing. Although he is a little tricky, he has to be a thousand times better than Bai Xiang from the perspective of the level.

Bai Xiang thought that his unique skills were so rough that Gao Zhengyang was quite disdainful. It can be seen that although both sides came out of the same subject, Dongshenzhou's martial arts went further. Its subtlety and profoundness were indeed different from the Western General Assembly.

However, the other party’s method of using spiritual consciousness is really clever, and it is something that Gao Zhengyang has never seen before.

Gao Zhengyang analyzed the mystery of Bai Xiang's martial arts, and his expression seemed a little careless. He stopped him until the Bai Xiang fist print was about to touch his chest.

This palm was like Mount Sumeru falling from the sky, lying across the white elephant. No matter how majestic his wisdom fist seal was, it was steadily blocked by this palm.

Bai Xiang couldn't believe it, and the other party just raised his hand to block his unique skills. He continuously stimulated his power, and his powerful spiritual consciousness kept drawing vitality to push the fist seal. But the energy next to him was like a huge wave slamming against a cliff, and no matter how much power was, he could never push forward an inch.

The continuous collapse of vitality and the impact of the white elephant could no longer stand. He took a few steps back in a row before he stabilized his retreat.

"Is this the unique skill of Western Buddhism?"

Gao Zhengyang laughed and said, "I have really experienced it!"

Bai Xiang was frightened and angry, but the energy in his body was surging and surging. He needed to move his whole mind and had no energy to argue. He stood there and exhaled three breaths in a row, and then he barely calmed down the waves of energy in his body.

"Your martial arts are very strong, but you shouldn't be too rampant."

The divine light suddenly flourished in Bai Xiang's eyes, and the Ming Wang behind him also spoke and chanted the scriptures. For a moment, the heaven and earth were filled with the majestic voices of the Ming Wang chanting the scriptures.

As the vital energy continues to gather, every time the Ming King recites a word, the vital energy spontaneously turns into golden characters. Golden characters float in the air and quickly turn into large pieces of golden light.

Gao Zhengyang wanted to see what move Bai Xiang wanted to play, so he waited patiently.

The magic image of Bai Xiang’s Mingwang is obviously laid out by magic circles through spell runes. Although the speed of the formation is a bit slow, it is quite cool in terms of effect and quite cool.

Gao Zhengyang actually learned the unique knowledge of the Dharma Xiang Sect, "Vajra Mingwang Mantra". This strange magic mantra is actually an extremely powerful magic. Its core is to absorb the vital energy with the spiritual consciousness as the center to transform it into the Dharma image. Wherever the spiritual consciousness reaches, the Dharma image can defend against enemies like a human being.

Gao Zhengyang obtained the true teaching of "Vajra Mingwang Mantra", and his magical image was also of eighth level power. However, this magical mantra was still magic. Later, he devoted himself to practicing martial arts, so this magical mantra was thrown aside.

After achieving the Three Saints, Gao Zhengyang was unable to become a holy-level Yang God. He was too lazy to spend more time on magic. But Bai Xiang used the Mingwang Dharma Image to show him a path: a path to achieve the Holy God.

If it can really succeed, the four saints will merge, it will be more than just awesome, it will be simply awesome!

Gao Zhengyang was not very interested in other things, but he was excited when he thought of the opportunity to become a holy-level Yang God.

The white elephant was muttering for a while, and finally, with the Ming King's Dharma Image as the core, a complex magic array was laid out.

"What kind of magic array is this?" Gao Zhengyang asked curiously.

"The Ming King Demon Subduing Array." Bai Xiang smiled proudly. He also saw that Gao Zhengyang was very proud and arrogant, so he slowly set up the magic array. Under normal circumstances, he had to use the Ming King Demon Subduing Array to quickly set up the formation. Gao Zhengyang's arrogance saved him a lot of energy and could better exert the power of the demon subduing Array.

Bai Xiang was sure to win and said leisurely: "Wukong, it's still time for you to regret it now!"

Gao Zhengyang shook his head: "If you can defeat me, you can do whatever you want."

"It's stubborn." Bai Xiang snorted coldly, and with a finger of a magic seal on his hand, a demon-subduing pestle more than three feet long appeared in his hand.

Bai Xiang chanted the magic spell in her mouth, reached out and whisked the demon-subduing pestle. Countless glimmers flashed across the copper demon-subduing pestle, which were golden runes shining again.

"The Buddhist ignorant disciple is trapped in a demonic obstacle. I am a monk who conquers the demonic heart for you!"

The white elephant held up the demon-subduing pestle, and the shouting sounded like the thunder of the nine heavens, making a loud noise. With the blessing of endless vitality, his body seemed to expand and grow, and at the same time it also had a powerful and sacred aura that was inviolable.

At this moment, he was like transforming into a Buddha, scolding evil demons and subduing heretics. His grand and sacredness penetrated the hearts of the people.

Gao Zhengyang is the saint of the heart. No matter how powerful the White Elephant's divine will is, it is impossible to shake his mind. His attention is all about the power of the White Elephant's divine consciousness.

It was still so complicated, but still so majestic. It felt like the power of hundreds of millions of people gathered on him alone. But Bai Xiang's mental power did not improve. It was just wrapped in layers of external forces that it seemed so powerful.

Gao Zhengyang suddenly had an idea. This was to gather the power of believers and transform pious faith into spiritual consciousness. No, the root of it was the pestle of the Ming King's Demon Subduing Pestle. This magical artifact was worshipped by the believers' sacrificial ceremony for many years before it could absorb such a powerful force.

Fundamentally speaking, gathering the power of believers for one's own use is external force and evil. However, the Ming King's Demon Subduing Pestle can make the power of the white elephant soar, which is enough to be comparable to the holy level. However, it is much easier to use than the Blood God Flag.

Gao Zhengyang wanted to try the power of the Ming King’s Demon Subduing Pestle, and stretched out his finger and gently tapped the Demon Subduing Pestle.

Bai Xiang felt that Gao Zhengyang was simply crazy. Although the demon-subduing pestle was made with the help of external forces, its fundamental lies in the subduing of demons and demons, which is the best killing weapon in Buddhism. With all his strength, even if the saint-level strongman takes it, he will suffer a loss.

Seeing that Gao Zhengyang came over without knowing how to do it, Bai Xiang had already considered reducing the strength a few points so as not to really kill Gao Zhengyang.

A dead person obviously has no value.

Gao Zhengyang's slender index finger touched the Demon-Subduing Pestle. The invincible and fierce sword intent penetrated through. The Demon-Subduing Pestle immediately twisted and transformed, and countless subtle runes exploded into pieces of spiritual light.

Bai Xiang felt that the martial soul was shocked, and the sword intent had penetrated through the divine palace, leaving a deep sword mark on the martial soul. The Ming Wang Dharma image floating behind Bai Xiang also appeared on the middle of her eyebrows.

The sound of the chanting of the Buddhist scriptures in the sky came to an abrupt end. The golden light surrounding the eight directions was also destroyed by the sword intent throughout the eight directions.

Bai Xiang couldn't believe it and reached out to touch his eyebrows. There was no sword marks there, but there was a drop of red essence and blood.

He murmured, "How is it possible, how is it possible!"

Gao Zhengyang said helplessly: "You are too weak."

"How dare you kill me! I am the elder of Huanxi Sect, and the headquarters will definitely destroy your sect!"

Bai Xiang realized that he was going to die and had no reservation anymore. He screamed fiercely with a ferocious look, as if he wanted to pass on the fear of his death to Gao Zhengyang.

Gao Zhengyang reached out to grab the Mingwang Demon-Subduing Pestle and said calmly: "I'm not polite to this thing."

Bai Xiang watched the enemy take away the treasures of the sect. In shock and anger, she could no longer suppress the sword intent in her body. Her whole body suddenly split from her eyebrows. Then, the cracked body burst into a blood mist under the sword energy.

Gao Zhengyang's blood divine flag flicked and put away the white elephant's essence, blood and soul. The other party was too weak and completely relied on the Mingwang Demon Subduing Pestle. With one sword energy, he not only severely defeated the Mingwang Demon Subduing Pestle, but also cut off all the connection between the White Elephant and the Mingwang Demon Subduing Pestle.

Gao Zhengyang's Wuji Sword Classic has been successfully practiced. The Wuji Sword Intention is unparalleled. The sword rotates with the heart. It is big and has no outside, and its small and no inside. Wherever the mind reaches, it can break all things and all things.

The two artistic conceptions of Wu and Ji in Wuji's sword intent are both the ultimate Taoist. Gao Zhengyang has officially included this method in the Nine Changes of Dragon Emperor and named it Dragon Emperor Wuji.

However, now the Dragon Emperor Wuji and the Dragon Emperor Nine Transformations cannot be truly integrated, so they can only be considered as making up the numbers. After all, Gao Zhengyang has not yet fully mastered the Wuji Sword Book. He dare not say that he digests and absorbs it and fuses it into his own Dragon Emperor Nine Transformations.

Even so, it is easy to kill the White Elephant with Dragon Emperor Wuji.

The white elephant is not worth mentioning, the valuable Ming King’s Demon-Subduing Pestle.

Gao Zhengyang studied it for a while and found that this magic weapon was actually not very complicated. It was just that there was a special magic array inside, which could absorb the power of the divine thoughts of believers. After thousands of years of worship, the power of hundreds of millions of believers naturally gathered.

Just compared the power of spiritual consciousness, the Ming King’s Demon Subduing Pestle is much stronger than Gao Zhengyang. However, the power is mixed and the white elephant cannot control it.

This is like hundreds of thousands of ordinary farmers, even with swords and guns, they cannot stop thousands of elite cavalry. Moreover, Bai Xiang is difficult to truly control these forces. It is invincible.

The power of the faith of the Ming King’s Demon Subduing Pestle is actually very suitable for the absorption of the Blood God Flag. However, it is a bit wasteful to feed this artifact to the Blood God Flag like this. The key is that it is impossible to increase the power of the Blood God Flag.

After thinking about it, Gao Zhengyang first placed the Mingwang Demon-subduing Pestle in the Heart Buddha Realm. The Vajra Mingwang Dharma Image he condensed also stayed in the Heart Buddha Realm. Let the Vajra Mingwang Dharma Image be played with for a few days to see if it can stimulate any other changes.

After dealing with everything, Gao Zhengyang squatted in front of the unconscious woman, looking forward to what to do with this woman.
To be continued...